The Grand Destruction Game
I made eyes with a sailor
With a burned up hand
The cross eyed lead singer
Of a bad bar band
I loved an elegant gangster
And a customs man
But then I fell for him
And that was the end
He was my gold-plated scarab
He was my chosen one
He was my sandinista
And my royal bum
He was my used car salesman
And my wayward son
And then I fell for him
And that was the end
In the morning you may wake to find that I'm gone
Sad to go but you know I need to stumble on
In time, with the passing of the days
You'll forget my name
It's strange, I know, the way some people play
But I'm just the same
The grand destruction game
I made eyes with a sailor
With a burned up hand
A cross eyed lead singer
Of a bad bar band
I loved an elegant gangster
And a customs man
And then I fell for him
and that was the end
In the morning I may wake to find that he's gone
Sad and lonely but I know he too must stumble on
In time, with the passing of the days
I may forget his name
It's strange, you know, the way some people play
But he's just the same
The grand destruction game
With a burned up hand
The cross eyed lead singer
Of a bad bar band
I loved an elegant gangster
And a customs man
But then I fell for him
And that was the end
He was my gold-plated scarab
He was my chosen one
He was my sandinista
And my royal bum
He was my used car salesman
And my wayward son
And then I fell for him
And that was the end
In the morning you may wake to find that I'm gone
Sad to go but you know I need to stumble on
In time, with the passing of the days
You'll forget my name
It's strange, I know, the way some people play
But I'm just the same
The grand destruction game
I made eyes with a sailor
With a burned up hand
A cross eyed lead singer
Of a bad bar band
I loved an elegant gangster
And a customs man
And then I fell for him
and that was the end
In the morning I may wake to find that he's gone
Sad and lonely but I know he too must stumble on
In time, with the passing of the days
I may forget his name
It's strange, you know, the way some people play
But he's just the same
The grand destruction game
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Johnson, Nathan Larson, Nina Elizabeth Persson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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